English Poem | Because Of You, I Cut The Flower Of My Heart

English Poem

Fate has met you to me suddenly,
Still, embarrassed turned its face.
The garden we walked in, and the hill,
Didn’t wake up again, still closing its eyes.
Those are the pleasant sounds we love,
It didn’t play again, it didn’t sing.
That spring we wanted and longed for impatiently,
This year has been beautiful, but wet in the eyes.
That heart that loves you madly,
Today it is suffering, crying silently.
Still the same, the same, beautiful butterfly,
It didn’t come to my garden, it disappeared without a trace.
Still unchanged, the fall we don’t love,
But as well as spring, it became more beautiful.
But our sun turns away from us,
it gave its place, to black clouds.
That is why a flower that does not bloom in my heart,
It did not wake up to the world, with sweet smell
Now I don’t care whether it’s spring or winter,
Anyways it never blooms, in my heart
I covered it with ice,
It hurt a lot, only because of you
Although it has a wonderful smell,
Because of you, I cut the flower of my heart.